Peritzk, 2 p.m.

Few people leave their house, or shed, at this time. At first glance, the street seems to be empty, but only after careful identification can one find a few pairs of big and bright eyes under the shadows.

Igna used his financial ability and the privileges of the Loen people to finally rent a small boat.

Since the straight-line distance from the shore to the haunted island is less than two nautical miles, there are gradually no traces of human activity here. The doors of the huts on the shore were wide open, and thick sand had accumulated.

On this beach, Igna could not see any traces of living things, dried seaweed on the beach, small holes dug by sea crabs, dead shell carcasses, and seabirds foraging, all disappeared.

All that's left is the sound of the crashing waves and the slightly salty air.

Although the environment is not too quiet, it makes people feel a little scary.

Igna and Canterbury didn't waste time on the shore, and after finding no new clues, they set off for the island in a small boat.

Canterbury rocked the boat.

Igna, who was a mage, watched from the sidelines. He didn't compete with Canterbury for this physical work.

Sometimes it is necessary to admit that there is a specialization in the art industry.

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The sea breeze gently brushed Igna's cheeks, bringing a bit of coolness.

But the scorching sun above his head made him feel like his skin was burning.

The high temperature of nearly 40 degrees made Igna feel very uncomfortable.

He even felt that if he didn't take an umbrella, he would be steamed into a scorched corpse by the scorching sun in no time.

Of course, the proposal to go to the island at noon was proposed by him, and it was also approved by Canterbury.

Now that we already know that the wraiths on the island are Sequence 5 of the Dark Night Domain, then of course we have to choose the brightest time of day to go there.

No one wants to deal with the enemies of the Night Realm at night.

Therefore, even if the scorching sun is really hard, Igna can only swallow the bitter fruit in his stomach.

Fortunately, the speed of the boat was fast. As a warrior, Canterbury knew how to make the most of the "weapons" in his hands.

Every paddle can push the boat forward with the best angle and strength.

Then, when the boat of the two of them approached the island less than half a mile away, the sky suddenly darkened.

It seemed that dusk had suddenly entered, and the sea breeze that was originally hot in the air became warmer.

The sunlight became soft, and it seemed that it only took a moment for him to change from an incandescent light that almost burned people to a beautiful and fleeting orange.

Due to his special nature, Igna found himself drawn into a dream immediately.

In terms of distance, it is also reasonable that they will be attacked by wraiths.

Igna has been paying attention to the distance between them and the island, and it is time.

However, Igna still pretended to be normal on the surface, as before, holding the "cane" in his hand, looking at the island in front of him "curiously", as if he was on an outing.

Even, to a certain extent, Igna did become "in a happier mood".

Thanks to the "blessing" of Wraith Spirit, the current body temperature has finally become a bit cool and comfortable.

Igna looked at Canterbury who was rowing without saying a word, she didn't seem to have any abnormalities. Still the same as before, silent, taciturn, and reliable.

Igna was looking at her, but she didn't notice either. It seemed that the sudden change in the sky did not happen at this moment, and the temperature was as usual, these things had nothing to do with her.

It seems that the Guardian of Warrior Sequence 5 is also unable to resist nightmare spells.

Thinking about it, Igna tapped the ship's side twice with his cane.

"Tuk-tuk-"

At this time, Canterbury's expression changed slightly.

She looked at Igna, her expressionless face was a little dazed, but it became a little dignified in an instant.

This is the secret code they agreed on before.

The next moment, suddenly, there was a gust of cold wind blowing, and Igna felt as if a gust of cold air rose from the tailbone and rushed up to the Tianling Gai.

Countless goosebumps appeared on his body, and the back of his head seemed to cool down.

The scenery around him also changed suddenly.

The beautiful orange-red dusk scene turns into a sky full of stars in an instant.

What is even more unbelievable is that behind the small island, a huge red moon that seems to be able to cover the entire island is slowly rising!

"..."

"..."

not good!

Looking at the moon, Igna suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Therefore, he no longer waited for the Wraith to enter the dreamland according to the original plan.

Because, that bright red moon made him suspect that the wraith in the night domain might have undergone a mutation!

He immediately used his special ability to break free from the dream.

When Igna returned to reality, he immediately saw a wraith with thinning hair and festering eyes hovering above Canterbury's head.

Its tongue, yellow and dripping with grease, almost touched Canterbury's face.

However, this female warrior's eyes were straightened and she remained motionless, as if she didn't realize it!

Seeing this, Igna immediately made a gesture of embracing the sun.

"Holy light!"

Even though this trick has been used many times, it is still the best solution to creatures such as wraiths.

The warm light like the sun suddenly enveloped the resentful soul.

Because it is now noon. The sun is closer to them than ever before! Also more powerful!

The straight-line distance between Igna and Wraith is less than one meter. Standing in his position, he can also bathe in the bright and clean energy of the sun, and feel that his body is full of divine power.

All fear, worry and other negative emotions are also swept away!

"Uh ah ah ah—"

The Wraith screamed sharply, and its sound pierced Igna's eardrums, causing the veins on his forehead to bulge, and he felt as if a steel needle had been inserted into his mind!

Even Canterbury, who had recovered from the summoning of the Holy Light, felt the pain.

The blue veins on her forehead kept jumping, and red blood vessels appeared in her eyeballs, completely congested like a ghost.

However, such pain doesn't seem to be a big deal to Canterbury as a guardian.

The moment she recovered, her body shook, and she was immediately covered with armor like the morning light. She shook her hand in the air, and a long spear was condensed in her hand directly out of thin air.

"Ahhhhhh—" Wraith Ling's screams became a little bit worse immediately.

For as soon as Canterbury's body was put on the armor, their surroundings were immediately filled with the glorious morning light.

And in the dawn of the Dawn Knight, all the negative energy and illusions disappear, and the ghosts and evil spirits have nothing to hide!

In such a domain, the evil spirit's body is constantly melting as if being poured with oil.

Then, Canterbury seemed to have figured out the location of the wraith just by the sound. She twisted around, and the spear of light condensed in her hand pierced into the wraith's chest precisely!

There seemed to be lightning in Igna's eyes. He looked at the wraith, and was about to launch another "judgment" mental attack on the wraith, but found that the wraith had disappeared invisible.

Within a radius of 10 meters from the boat he and Canterbury were in, Igna saw nothing.

It's like the soul has been saved.

But Igna wasn't letting up.

Suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind that the boat under his feet seemed to have hit a reef, and the wooden boat was directly pierced through the middle.

Igna's pupils shrank, and the No Hunger in his hand was instantly activated. With a kick on his feet, he immediately jumped towards Canterbury.

"boom-"

It's too late, but it's fast.

Ignar had only just had time to touch Canterbury's shoulder armor.

Almost in the next second, the boat he and Canterbury stepped on seemed to be hit by some hard object, and the wooden boat was pierced through the middle.

What's even more exaggerated is that the wooden boat shattered into pieces and flew away in an instant.

Igna's body was also hit by the force from bottom to top, like a harpoon hit by an experienced sailor, or even a torpedo carried by a mechanical ship of the Loen Kingdom. That fist directly broke Ignar like a bent branch.

However, the attackers did not have their wish.

At this time, there was no howling of pain. No blood spurted out either.

Because that bent body turned into a thin piece of paper in the next instant. The piece of paper was completely soaked, and a big hole appeared in the center at the waist.

And the two figures that were supposed to sink into the water also disappeared at this time, as if they disappeared in place out of thin air.

The two bodies of Igna and Canterbury, one big and one small, were directly outlined on the shore of the island like paintbrushes. There was no water on Igna's body, but the dawn armor on Canterbury's body was covered with a few pieces of sawdust. That was the mark left by the broken planks ejected at high speed.

Canterbury, with the condensed morning helmet on his head, stared at the wooden boat that had become a hundred meters away, and fell into a moment of silence.

"Thank you," Canterbury said.

"It's okay," Igna said.

Both of them were short of breath, but they didn't look surprised or panicked~lightnovelpub.net~ because this kind of situation was already within the preset possible situation.

It is even part of the plan to "face to face" with the wraith on the way.

After all, Igna and Canterbury knew very well that the monsters on the island were a female wraith from the domain of night and death, and three male wraiths from the domain of storm.

There are only two of them. Of course, they must find a way to weaken part of the opponent's combat power under certain conditions.

Still, Canterbury's expression was serious.

They were able to arrive smoothly because Igna had the information in advance. If it was someone else, or if she had come here alone, she might have died at the bottom of the sea in the last battle.

Soldiers in the sea are no match for sea dependents.

After landing on the island, it was still a tough battle.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :